I try my best to keep my promises. I truly do. So when I say I'll be waiting in the airport for you on your return, I mean it. I really mean it. It's one of the few things I'm serious about right now in my life.
Who do I turn to ? The brother who turned his back? The sister blinded in loyalty? The best friend who only has high hopes? I need someone with neutral coat of arms to tell me what to do. Was my theory right? Where are the scientists I hired to disprove my lack of reason? They probably too moved out to Kansas. Americana.
Chemistry. A man once said to me, "Boy you're going to carry that weight a long time." I smirked. I was well aware I'd get stuck with the load of the World's weight for years to come, but I knew that when I took the job.
Will she ever think of me when the vinyl we called ours begins to play? Will she have to leave the dance floor when the band sings our song? What will her gentleman do? Curse my name? Curse all I've done? Come find me on the East Coast of the Americas or Fly to the West Coast of the European Home front? I'm placing a bet down on burning all I've done. He'll stop at nothing to find the bridge connecting his lover and me only so he can burn it to the ground. It's not about economics he'll say. It's not about the social structure you two have built, he'll scream at her. "The issue is alliance and I don't trust his government, never have, never will! As he travels East, we will travel West!" What a sad boy he truly is. The World is round, not flat, catch up in the times.
Lollipops, Teddy Bears and Owls.
Will we ever meet face to face? In the epic tales of Life, most rivals end in a Duel. The most recent rivalry consisted of the Red, White and Blue against the Hammer and Sickle. Never face to face but just shouting from afar. Shouting builds fear. He has the home front. Most people with home front think they have the advantage. I never train on the home front. My advantage is instinct. My advantage is words. My advantage is I am everything you ignore. My advantage lies in the bushes behind your house. Why tarnish a man yourself when you can simply rip apart and destroy his image which leaves him for the dog civilians to devour. Why should I have all the fun?
Preview, Compose, Edit. You bring the piano, I'll bring the candles. We'll dine and dance the night away. No butlers or fancy champagne though.
Remember, this is not good-bye but just good night. I'm going back to Massachusetts, you're heading West. The best thing in the World is to love someone and they love you back.
Swing dancing. I've never been able to do it. I keep having dreams, you asking me to teach you. I'm sorry but I can't teach you.
I should be packing. I should be packing. I should be packing. I should be packing. I should be packing. Packing away. Packing the night away. You say goodbye. I say Hey. We'll pack the night away. Oh I can't hold you anymore. The time is almost gone. You're sad and I say Hey, tomorrow is another day!
Let's open a shop in the middle of Arkansas. We can settle clocks, forks and table cloths. I'll do stock and repairs. You run the register and maybe we can throw together a summer fair. All the kids can come. All the relatives too. We'll put up flier in our local penny saver and see how it goes. Funnel cake, Snowcones and cotton candy. Clowns, balloons and water gun games. It'll be great. We'll be happy. Everyone will shout, "We're having so much fun, I don't care about anywhere else."
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Come on and dance with me. Take off your shoes, kick your socks to the side. We're going to have a real good night.
No guys ever really care.
